Grandmas prayers

There were times in our home when my stepfather’s anger would get out of control, that’s when one of my older brothers would take me by the hand, and we would run out the side door and head for grandmas apartment down town.

She only lived in a one room apartment, everything was in the one room, bed included. I would be left there till the old man settled down or fell asleep and my brother would come and get me.

I sat under my grandma’s kitchen table with my head down, trying to calm down and not think of what I would have to face when I returned home. My grandma would get her Bible out and sit and read in her rocking chair.

After reading for a while she would start to weep and cry out to God, “Please Lord, have mercy on Alice, don’t let him hurt her anymore, and Lord, have mercy on Maury, please protect him from his anger.”

I was not used to hearing anyone pray for me and it disturbed me as I sat with my head down under the table. I will never forget how this strict old grandma prayed for me each time I was at her apartment in a crisis.

It reminds me today, of how our children and grand children need our love and prayers. Don’t ever give up on your children and grandchildren, stand by them in prayer, cry out to God for them, just as my grandma did for me. God heard her prayers and answered them by reaching me in my late teen age years.

I will sure want to look up my grandma when I get to heaven and hug her and thank her for caring for me when it seemed no one else wanted me.

I am sure her prayers saved my life on more than one occasion! Please keep your family in your daily prayers!

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Grandma’s prayers are the reason a lot of us are still here.

Y’all know this is true.  I know it is true for me.

My grandmother was a praying woman.  She prayed for everything and everyone.  When we were little, people would come to our home and ask for mama to pray for them.  And she would.  Right then and there.

I won’t ever forget the time I was in the garden with her.  It was so hot.  Alabama heat and Alabama humidity.  I can still smell the dust from the dry ground.  It hadn’t rained for weeks.  And we were trying to keep vegetables alive with water from a hose.  A soon as we got one row watered, and move on to the next, the first one already looked like we hadn’t even watered it.

I was wiping sweat and trying not to complain.  The sun was beating down and I just wanted to head to the barn and get on Topper.  But Mama (our name for my Grandmother) needed help so I tried not to complain too much.

All of a sudden she looked at me and said, “We’d better get in, honey.  It’s about to rain”.

I said, “Mama, there ain’t a cloud in the sky.  The sun is beating down on us.  There is not even a hint of a breeze and rain is nowhere in sight.”

She said, “You come on now.  I prayed for rain last night and I feel it.”

She was getting to the end of a row and heading up to the house as she talked.

We hadn’t quite made it to the front porch before I felt the first drops of a slow falling, long-lasting summer rain.  It rained all night into early the next morning.  That wasn’t the only time I saw her prayers answered.

She prayed for all us girls.  For everything.  She prayed for us to walk with God, for us to have healthy relationships, for us to have healthy children, for us to know the right things to do, for us to stand strong in hard times.  And yes, she prayed for rain and for the animals and crops on the farm.  She prayed for everyone and everything.

And I will forever be grateful that mama prayed for me.

Blessings to you!


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